This is a song about "Life love and party car clothes"

And i ain't never plan to be famous

Music is my life, and it's my first love

I tear off her clothes, and take a knife to her throat

And your hoping that he's focused to stay on the right road

The money, cars, and clothes, the riches and dough,

My liver's cold, i got the frigid flow

Car crash screech and it's all ablaze

Got fixation for that home simpson phrase

Party, poppin pills, and poopin on slutty bitches.

He's in it for the sportrunnin circles round his

I love my life, and i love my wife

Sky high, iced out paradise

Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

I rock cool clothes and the dopest sweater,

Huh, big syke he be ready for whatever